◆ Rain, rain and snow in Tomb-Sweeping Day and proverbs that have certain implications for the future weather and year are:

◇ Before the rain hits Qingming, the spring rain will be frequent (Lu)

It rained for three months in Tomb-Sweeping Day (Guangxi)

◇ Qingming is rarely sunny, and Grain Rain is rarely cloudy (Lu)

◇ Qingming is not afraid of sunny, and Grain Rain is not afraid of rain (black)

Before the rain is clear, the depression is conducive to farming (black)

◇ It rains in the Qingming Festival, and a sorghum hits a liter (black)

◇ Clear sky Wan Li, Grain Rain Yiyu (Jiangxi)

◇ Qingming Snow Rest, Grain Rain Frost Rest (East China, Central China, South China, Sichuan, Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau)

◇ Qingming Snow Rest, Grain Rain Frost Rest (Hebei, Shanxi).

◇ Qingming without rain and drought, Qingming with rain (Jiangsu, Hubei)

◆ The frost, fog, thunder, cold, warmth and future weather of Tomb-Sweeping Day have certain indications. Related proverbs are:

◇ Wheat is afraid of Qingming frost, and the valley wants Qiu Lai drought (cloud)

◇ It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival (Su)

◇ Clear and foggy, rainy in summer and autumn (Jiangsu, Hubei)

◇ Clear and foggy, sunny every day (Henan).

◇ Dust rises at Qingming Festival, and loess buries people (Shanxi, Inner Mongolia)

◇ The first plum in Qingming Thunder (Zhejiang)

◇ Qingming cold, good years (Liaoning, Hebei)

◇ Qingming is warm, cold dew is cold (Hunan)

◆ The wind in Tomb-Sweeping Day also indicates the future weather and the quality of a year, and farmers are extremely concerned about it. Therefore, there are many proverbs about this among the people. For example:

◇ Qingming south wind, more summer water; Qingming North Wind, Less Summer Water (Fujian)

When the northwest wind blows in Qingming Festival, there will be more drought and yellow wind (Ning)

The north wind in Tomb-Sweeping Day is cold for ten days, and the end of spring frost is just around the corner (Hebei)

It takes 45 (sous) to break ground at Qingming Festival.

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Tang jianxun

He took the wine to find incense, and I closed the door and had a good sleep alone.

Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed.

Hu Si Qingming Night Mourning

Don Li Qunyu

I don't sleep, thinking alone on the threshold.

Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.

For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.

Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.

After the Qingming Festival, I went to the city to look out.

Don Liu Changqing

After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight.

Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.

There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky.

Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.

Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou

Tangluoyin

Kimiwada is an old friend, and I'm going to hand in the points.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

Qingming is the most important.

Tang Meng Hao ran

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.

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Tang Sun Changyin

In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills.

Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends.

Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

In memory of my brother in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Don Wei Wu Ying

Cold food prescription is sick, and it is awkward to open the chest.

Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.

Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried.

I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.

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Tangweizhuang

Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.

At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.

The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing.

Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.

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Tang Wen Ting Yun

In Qing E Painting Fan, the trees in spring are golden and red.

If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind.

Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them.

Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.

Yu Ting and Hu Langzhong's Banquet in Jinzhou during the Qingming Festival.

Tang zhangji

There is a new fire in the county, and the rain in Gaozhai is clear.

Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.

Get drunk before you rest, move before you rest, and get together at dusk.

Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.

Tomb-Sweeping Day got pregnant from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village.

Tang zhangji

It rains at dusk in Longmen, and the wind in your cave gives birth to spring.

Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.

Yu Ming is ashamed of his time, but he is old.

The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.

Jiangnan Qingming

Don Zheng Zhun

For four years, Chu Yi in Wushan changed his appearance at the sight of Qingming.

Travel and hatred rose overnight, and glory and wine grew together.

There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain.

What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded.

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bright red

There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.

When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

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Huang Songting Jian

Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.

Smart fools have known who it is for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of Artemisia.

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Song Wang Yu

I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.